Chapter 44: Thinking Innocence?
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In the afternoon, the exhibition of calligraphy and painting performance became the main event, and the calligraphy and painting performance was promoted by the calligraphy and painting dealers, some collectors and some calligraphers, and this is the main purpose of today's exhibition. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Today's exhibition is a rare opportunity for calligraphers and painters to sell themselves, and it is also a good opportunity for calligraphy and painting dealers to display themselves.
When Tang Xiao re-entered the exhibition hall from the VIP area, he found that more than half of the collection in the exhibition hall had been removed, and many long tables were placed in the original position where the exhibits were placed, and the four treasures of the room were waiting on the table.
The long tables are artificially separated, and the decoration of each small area is very exquisite, each with its own banner, each with its own style.
Behind this exhibition area, the "Nanyue Wencui Pavilion Calligraphy Exhibition" must be the display area of the Wencui Pavilion's calligraphy and painting dealers, while the "Ink Shop" has its own display area.
This exhibition was held in Lingang, and Ink Studio occupied the right time and place as the head snake of the land, so today Ink Studio invited two painters to perform with Tang Xiao on the spot.
Tang Xiao was not familiar with the calligraphy and painting circles in Southern Guangdong, he didn't know these young painters and calligraphers, and Ding Zi didn't even introduce him, to put it mildly, Tang Xiao still felt a little embarrassed.
Especially the boss of Ink Shop, this person is in his fifties, thin and thin, with a pair of eyes as sharp as an eagle, and an old-fashioned demeanor, when he shook hands with Tang Xiao, the dry and cold hand made Tang Xiao feel very uncomfortable.
And the other party didn't smile, so he said: "Contemptible Huang Yongqiang!" He looked at Tang Xiao with scrutiny, and his face was obviously not good-looking.
It was Ding Zi, whose attitude was very enthusiastic, as if she was determined to praise Tang Xiao today, and that courteous attitude made Tang Xiao feel embarrassed.
Tang Xiao was arranged by Ding Zi in front of the most conspicuous table, and she said: "Mr. Tang, it is up to you whether we can show your face today, you can rest assured, today you will definitely be able to suppress other calligraphers, and it will be a hit!" ”
Tang Xiao smiled faintly and said, "Miss Ding, you may overestimate me, I see that your boss seems to be not very satisfied with me!" ”
Ding Zi chuckled and said, "It doesn't matter if the boss is not satisfied, the boss lady is satisfied, and the boss of our company is the one who really calls the shots!" ”
"Boss?"
"Okay, Mr. Tang, you'll know when you look back, I won't bother you, you can create well!"
Ding Zi floated away, like a fluttering butterfly.
She didn't go far, but stood at the door of the VIP area and quietly watched the situation on the field, coldly, Huang Yongqiang walked behind him, and said with a sly smile:
"Ding girl, you have been making trouble for a long time, did you get such a thing? Just by him, want to fight the people of my Treasure Pavilion? It's really going to make people laugh out of their big teeth, right? ”
Ding Zi smiled and said, "Mr. Huang, I know that Mr. Lu is supporting you today, but the person I invited is not an ordinary person, the boss lady is so shrewd, how can she be an easy person?" ”
Huang Yongqiang's face changed, he slowly approached Ding Zi, and said in a low voice: "Ding girl, what benefits did that yellow-faced woman give you, you are so desperate for her?" Why bother? If you're willing to follow me, hehe, I'll give you twice the money, plus the extra benefits! ”
Huang Yongqiang smiled predictably, his eyebrows showed an obscene and evil color, and his eyes looking at Ding Zi were obviously ill-intentioned:
"That yellow-faced woman is no good, the business of Ink Shop is getting worse and worse, if she continues like this, she will go bankrupt, she is finished, what future can you have as a delicate little girl?"
Ding Zi glanced at Huang Yongqiang, jumped away, and said, "Mr. Huang, you better respect yourself, I don't need you to care about my affairs......
Huang Yongqiang squinted at Ding Zi, then looked at Tang Xiao in the distance, and said: "Xiao Ding, don't think I don't know, you have a leg with this little white face, you girl, elves and ghosts, take this opportunity to make money from the yellow-faced woman, don't you know about me?"
You say I'm telling the yellow-faced woman about this, does she believe me or you? ”
"Huang Yongqiang, shut up! You don't pee on your own, just like you, will I believe you? A very pungent voice interrupted Huang Yongqiang's words.
In the VIP room, a middle-aged woman in a red dress walked out coldly with a satchel, the woman was slightly fat, brightly dressed, and fashionably dressed, which was very eye-catching.
As soon as Huang Yongqiang saw this woman, his face became even darker, he glanced at Ding Zi deeply, then looked at the woman in red, and said: "Ni Xia, you have no tricks, you can't turn the situation around if you invite anyone today, I built it single-handedly, you can't play it."
In my hands, the ink studio is a mountain of gold and silver, and in your hands the ink studio is worthless, let's ride a donkey to read the record book, and we'll see! ”
Huang Yongqiang sneered and left, the woman in the red dress was covered with frost, her expression was cold, and after a long time, she came to Ding Zi's side and said, "Xiao Ding, is it okay, this person?" ”
Ding Zi attached her ears to the woman in the red dress, whispering, and a look of surprise appeared on the face of the woman in the red dress: "Really? ”
Ding Zi nodded vigorously and said, "It's true, if it weren't for this, would I let you spend such a big blood?" ”
"That's great!" The woman in the red dress looked in the direction of Tang Xiao, and then looked in the direction where Huang Yongqiang disappeared, and a look of resentment appeared on her face.
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Tang Xiao didn't know that there were these filths behind the ink shop, and at this time he sat in front of the long table, his eyes closed, and the whole person was completely immersed in the thinking of creation.
The so-called ruler is short and long, and for any calligrapher, style always comes first.
There is no such thing as perfection in this world, especially in art, and there is no such thing as perfection.
For calligraphers, style is the most important, and if you have style, you can be regarded as a family of your own, and this kind of calligrapher is the real everyone.
Tang Xiao's calligraphy is awe-inspiring, masculine and vigorous, this is the way Tang Xiao should go, today he read Huang Ziyuan's book, has gained a lot, at this time he once again "three provinces of my body", the mind has become very keen, will learn today, only feel wonderful, can not extricate themselves.
The magic power of "three provinces and my body" gradually faded, but he felt that he still seemed to have unfinished intentions, and it was still not the best time to start writing at this time.
His heart moved, and he silently recited the words of the sage: "Reviewing the old and learning the new, you can be a teacher!" ”
The sharpness he had just lost became active again, and countless insights flashed in his mind one by one, starting from his learning calligraphy, little by little progress, every time he improved his level, his comprehension, he thought of it one by one.
Just now, Huang Ziyuan's work "Song of Righteousness" has gained and lost, and he has repeatedly considered and figured it out, and it seems that he has gained again.
He couldn't help but be overjoyed in his heart, another magical power of Confucianism and Taoism, "Reviewing the Past and Knowing the New", was unexpectedly obtained in this situation today, which was really cool.
With the magical power of "reviewing the past and learning the new", Tang Xiao's calligraphy attainments were further refined, and the long-lost desire to create sprouted in his heart.
For a calligrapher, it is often not easy to create for the sake of creating and for the sake of money.
The real high-quality products are often the ones who have understanding, feelings, and can't help it, and then have a strong desire to create in their hearts, and they are all in one go, which is the so-called state.
Now Tang Xiao's state is climbing little by little, his heart is budding, and he really wants to write with a pen.
But he still suppressed his desires, because the magic power of "learning from the past" continued, and his feelings would get better and better over time.
As he continued his meditation, he began to sharpen his ink.
The inkstone is the best inkstone, the ink is the Hui ink of a product, the grinding ink is the grinding heart, the rotation of Tang Xiao's hand rules, the nose smells the fragrance of ink, and the magic power of "reviewing the old and learning the new" is more powerful, and the desire in Tang Xiao's heart is getting stronger and stronger.
There is no inspiration, no desire, and I often can't find the feeling when I want to break my head. And once you have a strong desire, inspiration will burst out in your mind, and with inspiration, creation will come naturally.
Tang Xiao's ink became thicker and thicker, and when the ink was as thick as a mirror, thick but not sticky, Tang Xiao suddenly opened his eyes.
His eyes flickered, and his whole momentum climbed, and he quickly spread out the rice paper, pressed it with a paperweight, and took a large pen on the pen holder in front of him.
The pen is thick with ink, holding his breath and concentrating, he hangs his wrist and puts down the pen, the black ink slowly circulates on the white rice paper, Teton turns like flowing water, the first word "think".
The second word "none"!
The third word is "Evil!" ”
The three words are all regular scripts, that is, "thinking without evil", the three words are just evenly arranged on the long strip of rice paper, forming a perfect whole, the whole word momentum is unshakable, it is really wonderful.
Tang Xiao often exhaled, and then signed: "Mr. Xiaoyao's book in Lingang Xicheng", finally, Tang Xiao took out the seal he carried with him from his shoulder bag, and the word "Xiaoyao" was simple and clumsy under the big seal, and it seemed that as soon as it was printed, the whole work had life at once......